After Xiao Hu finished one piece, the old lady continued her interrogation... oh, no, her lesson.
"Now, you tell me, why can't you hit me?" Just knowing he was wrong wasn't enough; he also had to know *why* he was wrong.
Xiao Hu's eyes were fixed on the container of meat. Without thinking, he blurted out, "Why can't I hit you? How should I know?"
The old lady extended her chopsticks and picked up another piece of meat. Xiao Hu immediately opened his mouth, waiting to be fed. But with a turn of her arm, the piece of meat went into her own mouth.
"Mmm, this meat is so good. Delicious."
"Mine, mine! The meat is mine!" Seeing his meat disappear into the big bad wolf-grandma's mouth, Xiao Hu howled, trying to snatch it back.
From behind, Yuan Si tightened her grip on his collar and, with her other hand, gave him another slap on the butt.
"OW..." Xiao Hu clutched his butt and turned to look at the little witch holding him.
